We are alone, Sir Rowland," he added, snuffing the candles, glancing cautiously around, and lowering his tone, "and what you confide to me shall never transpire,—at least to your disadvantage. org Section 4. " When Spurlock had finished the tale, touched here and there by his own imagination, McClintock made a negative sign. The ward in which he was confined, was about six yards in length, and three in width, and in height, might be about twelve feet. It was at his side below the breast, hidden by the dark colour of his close-fitting jacket.
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